The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

At the end of May, the graduation ceremony of the third grade department was also a coming-of-age gift given by the school to all senior senior students.

The weather has turned hot, today is sunny and hot, and the sun is shining in the morning, and the students who come and go are sweating.

Regarding the last public speech, the first grader was indeed called by the class teacher Zhang, the grade teacher, the director of the teaching office, and the principal and vice principal to talk over it in turn.But because the first grade was too good, the school entrusted Fu Mingzhi with the burden of speaking at the graduation ceremony.

It's just that Fu Mingzhi rejected it this time.

Zhou Qi wandered around the playground, handing out red roses to the nearby girls—this was an honorable task sent down by the bald director of the Ministry of Education.

The ceremony hadn't started yet, and the playground was still sparsely populated, only a few students who got down early and parents who were invited into the school.

Zhou Qi stood with three or four girls gathered under the shade of the tree, as if they were watching what he said, they walked over with flowers.

Several girls are wearing makeup, they are all pretty and delicate.Looking at her temperament, she is a female student in a liberal arts class.

Zhou Qi handed a rose to the girl closest to him, and smiled: "Little girl, do you want a rose?"

The girl laughed "puchi", stretched each other "oh" and pushed the female classmate.The female classmate who was handed flowers covered her mouth and smiled, and waved her mobile phone: "Student, do you want to scan the code?"

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment: "No, there's no charge, it's a gift from the school."

Female classmate: "..."

Zhou Qi was startled by a sudden burst of "hahahaha" from a few girls, and quickly handed the flower to the female classmate, said "Happy Graduation" and left.

"Student, wait," the female classmate blushed with a smile, and stopped Zhou Qi, "I mean..."

But before he finished listening, a person behind him pulled him away: "Let's go."

With flowers in his hand, Zhou Qi was dragged away by Fu Mingzhi's arm, and he frowned and asked him, "What are you doing? I didn't even hear what that little girl said to me."

Fu Mingzhi handed over a glass bottle of milk, and said lightly, "Your drink."

"..." Zhou Qi was silent for a while, "Didn't I ask you to stop by and buy me a bottle of Coke?"

"The Coke is gone." The first grader paused and said seriously, "And there are additives, so drink less soda."

Zhou Qi had nothing to say, looked at the rose in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's fine, I have something in my hand, can you feed me?"

The first grader squeezed the glass bottle tightly, and asked calmly, "How do you feed?"

Zhou Qi opened his mouth: "Just pour it into my mouth, don't you shake your hands? Slow down."

"……it is good."

It was a bit difficult for two boys of similar height to do this kind of action. Zhou Qi bowed his waist holding the flower, and couldn't help laughing: "Fuck, why did I remember the lamb kneeling on the breast."

The first grader was a little annoyed: "Shut up."

"Shut up, what am I going to drink?"

"Do not talk."

"No, ah—"

Zhou Qi opened his mouth wide, like a primary school student seeing a doctor.

The cold milk flowed very slowly, with the mouth of the glass bottle against the lower teeth, the milk soaked in little by little, wet the corners of the mouth, dripped deeper and deeper, and was slowly swallowed.

The first grader suddenly remembered the absurd thing that Zhou Qi pretended to do last night half-jokingly, the weight in his hand was uncontrollable, and the glass bottle suddenly tilted over.

"Cough, fuck..." Zhou Qi was choked, squatted down and threw the flowers on the ground, coughing and wiping his mouth, "Fu Mingzhi, do you have Parkinson's? My nose is full, cough cough cough..."

Fu Mingzhi handed over a pack of tissues with no expression on his face, and his tone showed no remorse: "Sorry, I didn't hold it."

"...Ha ha." Zhou Qi red-eyed.

After handing out the flowers, Zhou Qi didn't stay on the playground to watch the graduation ceremony.

Because the rooftop has a better view, overlooking the playground, thousands of black heads, black and white school uniforms, green lawns, and red runways